Beauty's Devil Guard
Chapter 545
And Xiao Yi's flip flop, which flew out, just slapped. Bumped into the crotch of the yelling man and hit his bird.
After the crisp sound, the flying flip flop finally came into everyone's eyes.
Then, the man quickly covered his crotch. On the forehead, sweat drops as big as beans rolled down. Then, there was a scream of pain.
However, Xiao Yi has entered the hall. Stand at your own table, and this round of primaries is followed by a whistle. The curtain was quickly opened, and the scene became solidified and tense.
Just, Xiao Yi looked at the door that a flip flop hit the bird that a male staff member, can't help but smile.
On such a serious occasion, Xiao Yi's laughter seemed out of place. And the male staff at the door, bearing the pain, released the little bird that was injured. He glared at Xiao Yi with resentment. Then he slandered the crowd and said, "look at his ruffian and hooligan. He shouldn't have come to this place at all. You look at him, that barefoot, laughing obscene. There is not a calligrapher's temperament at all. I've been studying for many years, and I'm old. He's a little boy. What's the matter with him. I don't think it's worth participating in this kind of competition. "
Although this male staff member talks a little unpleasant, he works in the book association all the year round. Even if he slandered a person, it was quite well founded. All the onlookers took a look at Xiao Yi. All of them lost their voice in silence. No matter what angle they looked from Xiao Yi, they couldn't see the calm temperament that belonged to calligraphy masters.
So, one by one, it's more exaggerated.
"Whose little boy is this? How can he come here to join in the fun?"
Whispers of this kind were heard in the crowd. It's all for ordinary people to see the excitement, so for Xiao Yi, the man of the year in the river and the sea. Most of them are in the mountains, and they don't know what Lushan really looks like. Now, even if we see Xiao Yi, we all don't realize that these tired and lazy young people in front of us are the most popular generation of young talents in the world today. They are Xiao Yi, the famous boss of the old pen studio.
However, at the moment, Xiao Yi seems to have no interest in this calligraphy competition. Unexpectedly, he was interested in the injured bird in the crotch of the male staff member at the door. He squatted down and looked at it carefully. It seems that I want to see whether the bird is 90 degrees vertical or 180 degrees parallel to the ground.
This time, the angry male staff members are even more resentful: "hum, things without quality. If this kind of person can pass this first wave of choice, then I will automatically quit the book Association in the future. "
Because of Xiao Yi's strange actions, everyone at the door shook his head. For Xiao Yi, showed a look of disdain. Even some people began to doubt what happened to the book association this time, and let such a little boy come here to make trouble.
No one is optimistic about Xiao Yi, that pair of eyes are with a bit of disdain and disdain.
In the hall, all the people were writing with great effort.
Only Xiao Yi can make a big noise. Leng is squatting beside his desk, carefully looking at the bird in the crotch of the male staff at the door. Nodding, nodding slowly, he said, "the flip flops are awesome enough to fight birds!"
On hearing this, the male staff member at the door looked round, as if he was about to burst out fire.
It's just that five minutes have passed and many players have almost finished. Xiao Yi finally stopped playing and stood up from the ground. He picked up the wolf's hair on the table, and then wrote down a line of words: "in the pen, I am the emperor, on the paper, I am the king."
This is a sentence written by the wolf's hair in Xiao Yiwei's hand and the rice paper on the desk. It's short. All in one go. This is the standard wild grass. It looks disorganized and traceless. However, the imperial style revealed in the handwriting can make people feel small in a moment.
This is the power of this line of words, like a generation of emperors sitting in front of themselves.
After writing these ten words, Xiao Yi throws the wolf's hair in his hand to the original garbage can. After a circle in the air, the wolf's hair fell into the garbage can with a slap.
Then, Xiao Yi stood behind the table. The whole person's face was cold, as if he had been separated from the sea of people.
It doesn't take Xiao Yi five minutes to finish all this. Today, some people are still writing hard. After all, there is no word count required for this first round. So, some players want to write a ten thousand words book. In this way, if one word fails to write, it can be reflected in another word. If you are not satisfied with the first word, you can rely on the second word.
In a word, many of the players who are writing hard at this moment are still writing hard.
See Xiao Yi three under five divide two, all are killed. Standing at the door of the bird injured staff, this will sneer at a way: "really is to impress. Funny, funny... "After hearing these words, the large crowd of onlookers all nodded to show their agreement.
Even the reporter in the corner of laobizhai seems to have finally caught the stunt. The camera is aimed at Xiao Yi to capture such a tired and lazy young rogue.
The final round of the preliminaries is finally over. The handwriting in front of everyone was presented by a special person.
In the room on the third floor, Dong Yuanheng, Xu Jiayi and Yang Ruolan took over the last batch of words. One by one, they quickly put on presbyopic glasses and began to examine the level of the last batch of words.
"Like this, it's like writing a Book of ten thousand words. I will never read it." While examining the characters, Dong Yuanheng threw a dense set of characters in his hand directly into the garbage can. Then, Dong Yuanheng said to himself, "as an excellent calligrapher, I think he should be absolutely confident. Write so many words, you can see that you are not confident. If you don't have confidence, you can't write well. "
"It's true. "Xu Jiayi nodded:" after reading it for such a long time, I wrote down a lot of people. So far, few people have written well. "
Only Yang Ruolan's heart is still, quietly looking at the words. However, after looking at it for such a long time, Yang Ruolan's eyebrows frowned and said with some displeasure: "now people like to fly on the keyboard. But I lost all the excellent things handed down by my ancestors. Look at all the crooked words. It seems to be about personality, but it's all bullshit. How I look at it, it's like a few earthworms wriggling. "
Obviously, Yang Ruolan is not satisfied with the level of these players this time.
Xu Jiayi sighed: "the times are making progress, while making progress. At the same time, we are losing something, losing some excellent culture. In my opinion, this session is still the last few sessions of a few sage, a few words written well, but just good. I didn't expect that they would have the audacity to come here for the second time. "
"It doesn't get in the way. The key is to excavate good characters and carry forward culture." Dong Yuanheng said with a smile: "in the future, we will have more opportunities to hold this kind of calligraphy competition. Only in this way can we arouse people's attention to calligraphy. "
While the three were reading and chatting. Xu Jiayi, who is reading the words, will be tense all over. The light in the pupil is as bright as the stars. The whole person suddenly held his breath and helped his presbyopia. When I got to that pair of words, I watched it carefully.
For a moment, Xu Jiayi was immersed in this word.
On the Xuan paper, it was written in ten big characters: "in the pen I call myself emperor, on the paper I am king."
Not many words, just ten. However, every word is elegant, bold, vigorous and powerful. At a glance, dragons and snakes fly. Floating like clouds, startled like dragons. Staring at the strokes of the ten characters, Xu Jiayi seemed to see an emperor with an army fighting on his horse. Wave between command 100000 troops, turn hand for cloud, cover hand for rain.
For a moment, Xu Jiayi was so absorbed in this word that his fists were tightly clenched. The nail, trapped in his flesh, he had never found it.
"Well, this batch seems to be a little poor as a whole." Dong Yuanheng shook his head in disappointment and said, "no one has passed this pass on my side. Ruolan, what about your side? "
After hearing Dong Yuanheng's inquiry, Yang Ruolan raised her head. Some sighed and said slowly, "I don't have a pair of words that I can see. Ah, it's not as good as one generation! "
On hearing this, Dong Yuanheng's face darkened slightly. The decline of calligraphy is a fatal blow to their calligraphy association.
"By the way, Mr. Xu, how are you doing there?" Dong Yuanheng finally asked Xu Jiayi.
Xu Jiayi was immersed in the ten words and his face flushed. For Dong Yuanheng to ask, motionless, only eyes staring at Xiao Yi that a word.
After waiting for a while, there was no response. Dong Yuanheng couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Xu, do you have eyes over there? If not, then announce the results. "
Xu Jiayi is still silent, eyes straight staring at the front of Xiao Yi to write that pair of words. The whole person, as if he had lost his soul and soul, did not move. It's just that pair of eyes, protruding more.
After the crisp sound, the flying flip flop finally came into everyone's eyes.
Then, the man quickly covered his crotch. On the forehead, sweat drops as big as beans rolled down. Then, there was a scream of pain.
However, Xiao Yi has entered the hall. Stand at your own table, and this round of primaries is followed by a whistle. The curtain was quickly opened, and the scene became solidified and tense.
Just, Xiao Yi looked at the door that a flip flop hit the bird that a male staff member, can't help but smile.
On such a serious occasion, Xiao Yi's laughter seemed out of place. And the male staff at the door, bearing the pain, released the little bird that was injured. He glared at Xiao Yi with resentment. Then he slandered the crowd and said, "look at his ruffian and hooligan. He shouldn't have come to this place at all. You look at him, that barefoot, laughing obscene. There is not a calligrapher's temperament at all. I've been studying for many years, and I'm old. He's a little boy. What's the matter with him. I don't think it's worth participating in this kind of competition. "
Although this male staff member talks a little unpleasant, he works in the book association all the year round. Even if he slandered a person, it was quite well founded. All the onlookers took a look at Xiao Yi. All of them lost their voice in silence. No matter what angle they looked from Xiao Yi, they couldn't see the calm temperament that belonged to calligraphy masters.
So, one by one, it's more exaggerated.
"Whose little boy is this? How can he come here to join in the fun?"
Whispers of this kind were heard in the crowd. It's all for ordinary people to see the excitement, so for Xiao Yi, the man of the year in the river and the sea. Most of them are in the mountains, and they don't know what Lushan really looks like. Now, even if we see Xiao Yi, we all don't realize that these tired and lazy young people in front of us are the most popular generation of young talents in the world today. They are Xiao Yi, the famous boss of the old pen studio.
However, at the moment, Xiao Yi seems to have no interest in this calligraphy competition. Unexpectedly, he was interested in the injured bird in the crotch of the male staff member at the door. He squatted down and looked at it carefully. It seems that I want to see whether the bird is 90 degrees vertical or 180 degrees parallel to the ground.
This time, the angry male staff members are even more resentful: "hum, things without quality. If this kind of person can pass this first wave of choice, then I will automatically quit the book Association in the future. "
Because of Xiao Yi's strange actions, everyone at the door shook his head. For Xiao Yi, showed a look of disdain. Even some people began to doubt what happened to the book association this time, and let such a little boy come here to make trouble.
No one is optimistic about Xiao Yi, that pair of eyes are with a bit of disdain and disdain.
In the hall, all the people were writing with great effort.
Only Xiao Yi can make a big noise. Leng is squatting beside his desk, carefully looking at the bird in the crotch of the male staff at the door. Nodding, nodding slowly, he said, "the flip flops are awesome enough to fight birds!"
On hearing this, the male staff member at the door looked round, as if he was about to burst out fire.
It's just that five minutes have passed and many players have almost finished. Xiao Yi finally stopped playing and stood up from the ground. He picked up the wolf's hair on the table, and then wrote down a line of words: "in the pen, I am the emperor, on the paper, I am the king."
This is a sentence written by the wolf's hair in Xiao Yiwei's hand and the rice paper on the desk. It's short. All in one go. This is the standard wild grass. It looks disorganized and traceless. However, the imperial style revealed in the handwriting can make people feel small in a moment.
This is the power of this line of words, like a generation of emperors sitting in front of themselves.
After writing these ten words, Xiao Yi throws the wolf's hair in his hand to the original garbage can. After a circle in the air, the wolf's hair fell into the garbage can with a slap.
Then, Xiao Yi stood behind the table. The whole person's face was cold, as if he had been separated from the sea of people.
It doesn't take Xiao Yi five minutes to finish all this. Today, some people are still writing hard. After all, there is no word count required for this first round. So, some players want to write a ten thousand words book. In this way, if one word fails to write, it can be reflected in another word. If you are not satisfied with the first word, you can rely on the second word.
In a word, many of the players who are writing hard at this moment are still writing hard.
See Xiao Yi three under five divide two, all are killed. Standing at the door of the bird injured staff, this will sneer at a way: "really is to impress. Funny, funny... "After hearing these words, the large crowd of onlookers all nodded to show their agreement.
Even the reporter in the corner of laobizhai seems to have finally caught the stunt. The camera is aimed at Xiao Yi to capture such a tired and lazy young rogue.
The final round of the preliminaries is finally over. The handwriting in front of everyone was presented by a special person.
In the room on the third floor, Dong Yuanheng, Xu Jiayi and Yang Ruolan took over the last batch of words. One by one, they quickly put on presbyopic glasses and began to examine the level of the last batch of words.
"Like this, it's like writing a Book of ten thousand words. I will never read it." While examining the characters, Dong Yuanheng threw a dense set of characters in his hand directly into the garbage can. Then, Dong Yuanheng said to himself, "as an excellent calligrapher, I think he should be absolutely confident. Write so many words, you can see that you are not confident. If you don't have confidence, you can't write well. "
"It's true. "Xu Jiayi nodded:" after reading it for such a long time, I wrote down a lot of people. So far, few people have written well. "
Only Yang Ruolan's heart is still, quietly looking at the words. However, after looking at it for such a long time, Yang Ruolan's eyebrows frowned and said with some displeasure: "now people like to fly on the keyboard. But I lost all the excellent things handed down by my ancestors. Look at all the crooked words. It seems to be about personality, but it's all bullshit. How I look at it, it's like a few earthworms wriggling. "
Obviously, Yang Ruolan is not satisfied with the level of these players this time.
Xu Jiayi sighed: "the times are making progress, while making progress. At the same time, we are losing something, losing some excellent culture. In my opinion, this session is still the last few sessions of a few sage, a few words written well, but just good. I didn't expect that they would have the audacity to come here for the second time. "
"It doesn't get in the way. The key is to excavate good characters and carry forward culture." Dong Yuanheng said with a smile: "in the future, we will have more opportunities to hold this kind of calligraphy competition. Only in this way can we arouse people's attention to calligraphy. "
While the three were reading and chatting. Xu Jiayi, who is reading the words, will be tense all over. The light in the pupil is as bright as the stars. The whole person suddenly held his breath and helped his presbyopia. When I got to that pair of words, I watched it carefully.
For a moment, Xu Jiayi was immersed in this word.
On the Xuan paper, it was written in ten big characters: "in the pen I call myself emperor, on the paper I am king."
Not many words, just ten. However, every word is elegant, bold, vigorous and powerful. At a glance, dragons and snakes fly. Floating like clouds, startled like dragons. Staring at the strokes of the ten characters, Xu Jiayi seemed to see an emperor with an army fighting on his horse. Wave between command 100000 troops, turn hand for cloud, cover hand for rain.
For a moment, Xu Jiayi was so absorbed in this word that his fists were tightly clenched. The nail, trapped in his flesh, he had never found it.
"Well, this batch seems to be a little poor as a whole." Dong Yuanheng shook his head in disappointment and said, "no one has passed this pass on my side. Ruolan, what about your side? "
After hearing Dong Yuanheng's inquiry, Yang Ruolan raised her head. Some sighed and said slowly, "I don't have a pair of words that I can see. Ah, it's not as good as one generation! "
On hearing this, Dong Yuanheng's face darkened slightly. The decline of calligraphy is a fatal blow to their calligraphy association.
"By the way, Mr. Xu, how are you doing there?" Dong Yuanheng finally asked Xu Jiayi.
Xu Jiayi was immersed in the ten words and his face flushed. For Dong Yuanheng to ask, motionless, only eyes staring at Xiao Yi that a word.
After waiting for a while, there was no response. Dong Yuanheng couldn't help but ask again: "Mr. Xu, do you have eyes over there? If not, then announce the results. "
Xu Jiayi is still silent, eyes straight staring at the front of Xiao Yi to write that pair of words. The whole person, as if he had lost his soul and soul, did not move. It's just that pair of eyes, protruding more.
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